Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2014-07-26 18:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | greed, zoe hansen |
WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WHERE: Hospital, Greed's apartment
WHAT: This love stuff is no good
WARNING: hospitalness
Note: The log reads backwards
"I don't lick my ass..." as dogs were prone to do. Greed however was just as big, wallowing his way to lay on her.
On Jul 13, 2014 6:45 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She rolled her eyes with a smile, "You're worse than Samson..." but she scooted a little closer so he could put his head in her lap and get a grip on her legs all the while still stroking his hair. She was tired but she knew she wouldn't sleep, not for a while.
On Sun, Jul 13, 2014 at 3:42 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He draped an arm around legs, trying very sloppily to lay in her lap. He was just a lazy cat with no grace at all, just drugged up and wanting attention.
On Jul 12, 2014 10:47 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She did drop the book when he pawed at it and she made a face as he rubbed himself on it, "I think you're good and ready now.." she yanked the book away from him, "Stop molesting my book, you're getting drool on it." and she put it away from his reach on her other side.
On Sat, Jul 12, 2014 at 7:45 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I'll sleep when I'm good and ready..." He pawed at her book, trying to get her to drop it. He played worth it as a cat did, rubbing his face all over it so her attentions would shift.
On Jul 12, 2014 8:44 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
The only skin he'd get to rub against was her arm since she was wearing a t-shirt but she sighed and dropped a kiss on his head, "I want you to go to sleep you loon." and she went back to stroking his hair soothingly.
On Sat, Jul 12, 2014 at 5:36 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He rubbed his cheek in her skin. "So you do wanna be near me!" He spoke slightly triumphantly as most of his ability to speak and stay awake was slowly fading.
On Jul 12, 2014 1:00 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She chuckled softly and stroked his hair, "You're snuggling my leg, so I don't think I'm that far.." she was sitting up and he was laying down, true. She was covered up and he was half dead, she felt more relaxed about letting him snuggle her just a bit.
On Sat, Jul 12, 2014 at 9:58 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Mmm you're too far..." He snuggled his face against her side. How was he supposed to sleep well if she kept putting distance?
On Jul 11, 2014 11:35 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She got dragged along and touched his arm, "You okay?" she put her book down and looked at him with concern when her hip bumped into his body.
On Fri, Jul 11, 2014 at 8:16 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He could feel her there, reaching out to pull the cover seethe sat on towards him. She was too far away for him. He wanted to touch, have something to hold. He mumbled but his eyes were closed.
On Jul 11, 2014 12:37 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe had a shower and changed into pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. No more cami's and undies only or just his shirts as nighties, too much skin to get him riled him, for a few days at least. He seemed to be asleep so she climbed up on the bed and sat about a foot away from his lump of a figure and read a book. She wanted to stay awake for a bit in case he needed anything.
On Fri, Jul 11, 2014 at 9:28 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He hugged his pillow with a whiny groan. "No old people..." he murmured into the sheets. His stomach growled, but beside his grains he made no physical effort to move.
On Jul 11, 2014 10:58 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"As soon as your eyes aren't closing, I'll get you something to eat." she promised. She gave him a soft smile and sat on the bed next to him, "I'm not going anywhere tonight. We'll take an extra day or two apart to make up for it. But right now, rest." she dropped a kiss on his forehead. "I'm gonna take a quick shower and change so I don't stink up yout sheets with hospital smell, okay?"
On Fri, Jul 11, 2014 at 4:41 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I don't want sleep. I am hungry..." He mumbled drawing in the pillows so it made a fort around him. He perked one eye open to see her not settling down with him. "Stay tonight...." He whimpered in a tiny voice.
On Jul 11, 2014 12:31 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She moved back the covers and tried to steer him there so when he kerplopped it'd be on the clean sheets and soft pillows. "Okay.. maybe you should get some more sleep. We can talk and eat in the morning..." he hadn't said anything about staying the night but she decided she would. She moved the covers up around him to tuck him in. She didn't think it was a wise idea to sleep in his bed tonight, but she'd sit up next to him.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 9:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Once he had the fresh island breeze lathered into his skin he felt fresh. He felt clean. He hadn't decided for sure yet on their "break", but for certain he wanted her to stay the night. Sleeping in that big bed with nothing but pillows after he had narrowly escaped a body bag was a definitive way to spend the night. That meant not being alone.
He walked back into the bedroom closer to air dry then slip into some flannel pajama bottoms. They write breezy on their own and comfortable.
On Jul 11, 2014 12:06 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She smiled some, at least he was relaxing. She kept it up until it looked like he was wearing a wig of bubbles and she rinsed before he'd start to wrinkle. He could say he didn't care now but she knew he'd freak out. Smelling like an old person was traumatizing enough for today, seeing a pruny finger might give him another heart attack. "Okay, time for jammies and maybe a pizza? Or I can cook something... sandwich.. pasta... whatever you're in the mood for." she also slipped in, "I know we're supposed to take our time apart but..." she trailed off. She didn't feel comfortable leaving him alone like this.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 9:01 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
She literally had to be shooting rockets off into his head, because he was melting under her fingers. "Don't stop..." He could get all pruny, he didn't care because this was orgasmic.
On Jul 10, 2014 11:46 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Coconuts it is.." she got the shower gel and a loofah and made lots of suds, sitting next to him on the outside and scrubbing his body gently. Lust had given him baths but like a mom cleaning a kid, Zoe did it with greater love and tenderness. She put the shampoo in her hands and gave him a head massage while washing his hair much like when he first stalked her at the hair salon.
"How's that?"
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 8:44 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He stepped into the tub, the warm water soothing all those achy muscles. He would have just stayed in and give to sleep it felt so good, but Zoe had been serious about scrubbing him down. "I want the coconuts." He had shower gel and shampoo that smelled like a Caribbean island. He may have not liked the ocean water, but the beach reminded him of her.
On Jul 10, 2014 11:25 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
It was heartbreaking to see him like this and she hated herself for it. Part of her wondered if he hated her too. She put an arm around his middle and steered him away from the shower, "A bath will do you good." she undid his jeans and tugged them down so he could step out of them and she took his hospital gown off. He wasn't wearing boxers so she gripped his hands to help him in the tub as it filled with nice warm water. "You want bubbles?" she asked with a grin, trying to make the mood lighter.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 8:23 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I'm not going to fall..." He waved behind him but let her drag him up where he pulled at his shoes. One shoelace at a time. He was slow but eventually made his way to the bathroom. He started the water in the shower out of habit, but with Zoe following him he was going to end up in the tub. She'd have to steer him into the right direction.
On Jul 10, 2014 11:05 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Alright... but you gotta sit in the tub so I can scrub you, you're gonna fall over in the shower and I can't hold you up, you're huge." she tugged on his arm, "Come on.. sit up and take your shoes off and then the bathroom."
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 7:33 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He landed face first into the bed, as always failing to take of his shoes. He'd slipped on his jeans and still had on the hospital gown. "I want a bath. I smell like an old person." He spoke into his pillow.
On Jul 10, 2014 8:20 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe helped Greed inside, she was gonna take care of him and he was still pretty weak. She took him in the bedroom and helped him sit on the bed as she dumped their stuff down, "Okay, let's change you into PJ's and then you can get some rest."
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 4:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed had to get them a taxi home. Driving world have raised his blood pressure and his car was at her place. He always managed to con the taxi drivers less than what they asked for. It was his way of conserving money. By the time they got up the stairs of his apartment, he wasn't the squirrel running in circles as he usually was. He also still had space where she could make out his furniture without piles of stuff everywhere.
On Jul 10, 2014 6:33 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Uh huh." she stood up and kissed his head, "How about you eat this sandwich and I'll talk to the doctor about when we can get you home. And straight to bed." she wasn't going to let him run around or get worked up.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 3:30 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"You know what I meant. I'm drugged up, can't hold me responsible for shit I say right now." He just wanted out of this place. "When can we leave?" He whined.
On Jul 10, 2014 5:47 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She gave him a look and was partly amused, "So far?" he made it sound like one day he might use on her.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 2:34 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Well, so far it seems I have nothing to gain by doing so. You're already here without me making you. I like that feeling, because then you don't hate me." He chewed on his bottom lip.
On Jul 10, 2014 5:00 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"I know.." she held his hand still and said, "No, not unless you do it on purpose. The day you take my free will away is the day we won't know why I'm with you... I don't think I'd want to be with a person like that. This was an accident." she kissed his hand.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 1:55 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"It's not like I've ever used on you like that without a Virtue watch dog. It wouldn't feel the same." He exhaled deeply, his heart beat more steady. "I thought that would be the ax on me."
On Jul 10, 2014 4:51 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Her mouth dropped open, "What....?" she took his hand and gripped it, "No.. of course I don't. You didn't mean to do it. The day you purposely do it, then... we'll have serious problems. But it was an accident. I should have.." she lowered her gaze ad furrowed her brow, "I should have been more aware of what was happening."
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 1:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"That you hate me..." he was an addict that would never be clean. He would always revert to the very thing he was, there was no controlling the sin in fits of anger, just as there was no controlling in complete heights of passion. It was a high.
On Jul 10, 2014 3:35 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She put the sandwich down and lowered her gaze. Part of her felt like... she could have stopped. Should have. No matter what he said, she still felt guilty. She looked at him when he trailed off, "Does that mean what..?"
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 12:08 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"That's why you couldn't stop." He looked like a scolded dog. "Does that mean..." It was over?
On Jul 10, 2014 1:54 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She furrowed a brow, she was never happy when he used and it effected her. But she also knew that he didn't like to use on her. She kept quiet for a few moments and then nodded and looked at him, "Okay." she didn't think he was lying. He had earned back enough of her trust to take him at his word. She held the sandwich up to his mouth for him to take a bite.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 10:46 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Well I didn't mean to use, it just sorta came out." He could be lying, but she knew he had nothing to gain here if he was.
On Jul 10, 2014 12:53 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She stood next to the bed and unwrapped the sandwich. She looked at him and took a moment to think on it. "You used on me? Or did you just have a Sin blast that I got nicked with?" he'd been angry before, like when his car broke down, his sinness just rolled off him in waves and hit her. So there was a difference. If he used on her by intention, it was a dealbreaker. The rest... was negotiable.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 8:47 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Did you hear me?" He asked Zoe once the nurse left again. "I used." He said it like an addict admitting abuse.
On Jul 10, 2014 11:32 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"You shouldn't be having any flutters." she touched his stomach when she even heard the growl and she got off the bed so he could rest and she could investigate that sandwich and see if it was okay for him.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 8:28 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I'm fine..." He whined. He'd said that to her before when he actually couldn't breathe, so that was invalid. The nurse came in for a minute I've she'd heard the noise. "Avaritia you need to stay calm and elevated or we aren't letting you go tonight."
"Its just a little flutter, I'm fine." His stomach did growl after his heart beat started to settle.
On Jul 10, 2014 11:24 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe jerked straight up when Greed's monitors started beeping to show elevated heart rate, "Are you okay?" she looked him over, "Breathe, you can't aggravate yourself." she looked like she was going to panic again, "Should I get a doctor?" she kinda didn't care about influence right now, his machine was beeping and it scared her.
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 8:19 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
Greed realized what had been going on once he'd lost the heat of the moment. "I do need you to heat up but it didn't help I was..."He motioned his hands as if he had fumes coming off him. "I was in the moment, I didn't realize I was putting out any influence until it was over." He hadn't meant to, but that was worse than any guilt she felt, his heart started to race waiting for her reaction.
On Jul 10, 2014 11:13 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She could and couldn't believe that he was asking her that, having heard none of what else she said. She ignored the question because frankly it'd scared her so bad that now she didn't want to kiss him again unless she knew for sure Madison was there. She shook her head, refusing to let him take the blame, "You didn't kiss yourself, you needed me for that. You got sick like you normally do, it just went too far."
On Thu, Jul 10, 2014 at 8:09 AM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"So what you won't ever kiss me again now?" That's all Greed could hear in the middle of her 'I was scared you write gonna die' story. They hadn't really ever discussed what to do I'm such an event, he wasn't sure she'd handle it.
He'd had a lot of time to think in that man-made drug haze. "I may or may nit have done it to myself. Temperance pumped me full of her juice, I was pumping full of mine, I think the combination just tapped me out." Madison was a lot tougher than Jonah and she'd really threw it on like bad perfume.
On Jul 10, 2014 1:41 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She sniffled again, her cheeks wet, "Both.. I don't know. I should have known better abut kissing you and I should have--" she changed gears and brought up the ambulance again, "I had to! You could have died! I had no one to call, I don't have family or friends," since her grandfather and Jonah both fucked off, "And I couldn't call your sister because I don't think telling the sin of anger and violence oh hey, I might have killed your brother would have gone over well with her! I can't carry you out of the store and I can't just leave you there dying on the floor so what choice did I have? I don't regret it." she said all of a sudden in a firm voice as tears streamed down her face and she shook her head, "I don't. It was the only thing that I could do." but kissing him, causing all of this? That was a rock that was weighing her down and she couldn't even face it.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 10:36 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"What are you more guilty about. The ambulance or the make out? It was a pretty hot make out." He could sense she was taking it pretty hard, a lot harder than he ever expected.
On Jul 10, 2014 1:09 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She sniffled, "They said it was something like one.. I don't know if your immortalness makes it different or what but it wasn't something that was to be treated lightly." the guilt over it was eating at her and she didn't even realize it. She put an arm around him, her voice squeaky with more tears, "You almost did. And I didn't know what to do. I had no one to call and you looked.. you looked like you were dying. And you kept yelling at me that you didn't want to go to the hospital. But what was I supposed to do??" and she choked on a sob. She would have done anything in the moment if it meant he'd get better.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 10:00 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"So it was a heart attack?" Ehh that was unpleasant. She was choking on her sobs abd he was making a joke. "But I didn't..." it didn't take him long to realize it was very upsetting for her. Traumatizing even. He kissed her cheek in hopes to still that worry. He didn't want to talk about this.
On Jul 10, 2014 12:38 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She gave him a look of disbelief, "Heart palpitations? The doctor said you had almost a full on heart attack. You almost died! I know you keep treating death like its no big deal to you but it is a VERY big deal to me. You told me yourself, you die, you come back, but we have no idea as what. This?" she flapped a hand between them, "Might be gone. You might not be you." it wasn't about more than dying, he wouldn't lose his life, he'd get it back.. but would he get this love he felt for her back?
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 9:32 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Okay so that had gone in the wrong direction. "It was just a little heart palpitations." He waved it off, but he had felt like death. More than that they both could have strangled each other.
On Jul 10, 2014 12:26 AM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was panicked all over again, "Progress?? This was the WORST you've ever been! I've never seen you that sick before, you looked like you were actually going to die, Chance!" why didn't he get that? "I was so scared.." she spelled it out for him if he didn't get it. She almost lost him, she wouldn't have been able to handle it.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 9:22 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"So I've never felt like my chest was going to explode, but I've vomited black bile and burned up like rhe sun before. I think we're making progress." She was whether going to laugh or cry more. At this point he had a fifty fifty chance of fucking this up.
On Jul 9, 2014 11:31 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"I'm not leaking!" but she was, and she couldn't stop. She moved her face away when he poked it with the tissue and sniffled some more, "Everything's wrong, you're in a hospital bed and I put you there. It was my fault and I didn't know what to do and you were so angry with me.." she was literally blubbering as fresh tears came.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 8:29 PM, Lauren Christensen<prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Okay no leaking...." He pulled a few tissues off the table to dab on her face. "Stop it." She wasn't a leaky faucet but it felt that way. "What's wrong now? I'm the one plugged up with wires."
On Jul 9, 2014 11:18 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
His gown was becoming drenched in snot and tears as he cuddled her close and she sniffled, saying a watery, "No.." when he asked. She hadn't even thought about the corset. She never wanted to see it again.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 8:15 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He smelled like an old man in that gown. He hated how it was worse than a potato sack clinging to him with the ass out. He still pulled her into those big arms. His little golden star was falling apart and he had to fix it.
"You didn't take that corset out your beg did you?"
On Jul 9, 2014 11:07 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She started to protest about how he needed rest but then just let him pull her onto the bed. She curled into him, her fingers in the fabric of his hospital gown. After a moment, her face crumpled and the weight of the day broke her and she started to cry.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 8:03 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com>wrote:
He punched the pillows again once he'd finished off the jello. He set the spoon on the rolly table, shoving the whole thing out of the way. She looked sleepy and pale. He hated that no matter how angry he was being stuck in this dump. He pulled on her arm to drag her into bed with him.
On Jul 9, 2014 10:52 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was too tired to argue with him so opened her mouth so he could put the jello in her mouth. She chewed slowly watching him, "Finish it." she told him, her eyes were watery and red rimmed looking dark against how pale her skin was.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 7:50 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He waved the spoon in her face. "Eat it." He didn't care what she said she was getting the strawberry jello down her throat before he ate anything else.
On Jul 9, 2014 10:38 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was happy to see him eat and shook her head with a tired smile, "No, you eat up." he was the one in the hospital bed, he needed all the food he could get. "There's a sandwich too." she pointed to next to the tray, it had been brought for her but if he'd be wiling to eat it, she'd give it to him.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 7:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He sniffed getting a slight whiff of strawberry. He did take the spoon for a few bites, but after seeing her hands shake he offered her a bite with a spoonful.
On Jul 9, 2014 10:23 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She opened it up, her own hand a little shaky, "Red... flavor." she wasn't even sure but she dug a spoon into it and held it up for him to see if he wanted a bite.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 7:04 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He punched the pillows behind him so he'd didn't feel like he was cascading down into the floor.
"What kind of jello?" He raised his brow curiously.
On Jul 9, 2014 9:39 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
"Okay, okay.. take it easy." she gripped his hand to help him move. "I think if you eat something, it'll help with that feeling... they brought some.. food." but even she made a slight face at the offering and then said with a half smile, "The jello looks okay?"
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 6:38 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Now I just feel like I took a date rape drug." His eyes were droopy, his heart rate only picking up a little as he was able to move a little too stare at the plate of food that sat by his bed. He was hungry but he wasn't going to eat cardboard.
On Jul 9, 2014 9:33 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She had a sympathetic face as she said, "I know... as long as you stay calm, you won't have to see another one." she looked at him with grave concern, "Still feel run over?"
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 6:32 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He rubbed his bicep that had been stabbed, still groggy from the medicine. "I don't like needles..." the heart monitor was calm, it hadn't spiked yet.
On Jul 9, 2014 9:15 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe was awake this time but she looked like she was the sick one instead of him. She hadn't touched the sandwich, too filled with guilt to be hungry for food. She squeezed his hand gently and said, "The nurse said if you freak out again, she'll stick another needle in you..."
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 6:13 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
It was dark outside before he woke again, this time without the restraints. The nurses had come in and out checking his vitals abd bringing in some food. One of them had even brought Zoe a sandwich because it looked like the girl hadn't eaten all day.
On Jul 9, 2014 9:03 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
“Thank you.." she said softly and sat down in the seat again and watched him, moving his hair to the side and touching his cheek. She settled down again, her hand again holding onto his, she was so tired, she had chocolate chip pancakes in her tummy and that was it, and she was stressed out with fear and worry so she fell asleep again too.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 6:00 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"He might have to take some meds for a few weeks or baby aspirin to keep his heart in check. He seems to be healthy now as if he'd never had a heart attack. It wont hurt to monitor him for a few weeks. Or get him on the treadmill to see how his heart does under stress after this. He's terribly young and as healthy as a horse." When he was asleep he didnt look so angry, his features softened and he was just a little boy again.
On Jul 9, 2014 8:54 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe nodded, "I'll.. I'll tell him." when Greed passed out again, she went to his side to look him over and covered his hand with hers as she looked back at the nurse, "Do you think he can go home when he wakes up? If he's calm.. does he need medication or.." these were questions for the doctor but Zoe hadn't been able to get a hold of one to answer her and she had rather spent time with Greed.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 5:50 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
The woman stuck him so hard he could actually feel the muscle crying. It would leave a bruise for sure. Before he could protest again his arms went limp in the team's arms and he was out. "He better not be in this mood when he wakes up again it he'll stay over night."
On Jul 9, 2014 8:40 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She was going to say something but then he started going ballistic again. She couldn't stop him or the nurses that rushed in and were harassing him. Zoe tried to tell them to not hurt him but one of the bigger nurses held her back until that needle was jabbed in Greed and he would pass out again.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 5:38 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He sighed clearly annoyed with everything in this room. He looked at her without an expression to soothe her worry. The heart moniter started to raise and it went off the charts when he started ripping wires out. That was when the nurses rushed in with a big fat needle.
On Jul 9, 2014 8:14 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She cringed as he snapped at her but as soon as he looked like he was gonna drop, she moved forward and put her arms around his middle to help him sit up. She put some pillows behind him so he could be propped up, "Maybe it wouldn't hurt to stay for another hour or so..." she again tried gently.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 5:13 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"Of course I'm alright! I didnt die or anything!" The truth was he didn't know what had happened. He was sore and angrier by the minute. If he didn't stay calm he was going to get another sedative, and the only way Zoe was gonna get him out was rolling out in a body bag.
He was able to sit up but almost instantly he felt woozy. His head was pounding him into submission.
On Jul 9, 2014 7:35 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe moved forward and said, "I--" she couldn't stop him, she knew that. "If you're going to take it out, let me do it? You might yank and then there'll be blood and they won't let you leave." she said gently, "It'd probably be better if you let them check you out tho one more time to make sure you're okay."
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 4:33 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed want in the mood to talk. He was in the mood to sulk. When they were alone he looked around to the IV's to see which was the first one he could yank out.
On Jul 9, 2014 7:30 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe waited next to him, chewing on her thumbnail since Greed was silent. He was never silent. But he seemed MAD. She almost wanted to ask the woman to keep them on.. or give him a sedative. Once the nurse uncuffed him and left, Zoe was on her own with the very angry boyfriend.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 4:26 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
He clenched his jaw, chewing on the inside of his cheek. While the nurse till her sweet time, Greed stared off to the ugly picture on the wall. Of course it would be of a boat.
The nurse walked in with an irritated grin. She softened a little when she saw Greed. "Are we calm now? Or do I need to inject you again." His inky response was the clench of his jaw again.
He'd cooperate as long as he lost the restraints.
On Jul 9, 2014 7:20 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She closed her eyes as he barked at her, "I know but-- Chance-- just hang on, okay, I'll get someone but they won't want to release you when you aren't calm." she stood up and moved to the head of the bed and hit a callbutton for a nurse.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 4:07 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I told you NO hospitals." He was so angry about that and jerked at his restraints again. "Get me out of these things." He wanted to get our of this place as soon as possible. Fuck doctors, fuck this system.
On Jul 9, 2014 6:31 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
She winced and smoothed his hair out of his face. She took the blame for him like this but said quietly, "You... kinda put up a fight with the EMT's and then the doctor's. Now that you're awake and better, I'm sure they'll untie you. Want me to get someone?" her tone was clear, she would do ANYTHING for him right now.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 3:28 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
"I feel like I was hit by a train...." his voice was so dry and hoarse. He was hooked up to IV's which were starting to itch. But when he moved to.yank them out his arms were strapped to the bed. Apparently hed tried to claw his way out in the ambulance and the inside the hospital room earlier. He gave Zoe a very ill and disappointed face. "Why am I hogtied to the bed like an animal?" This was ideal when in a sexual fantasy, not in a hospital.
On Jul 9, 2014 5:47 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
It took a few moments but she felt the twitch against her fingers and slowly blinked awake... to see an unhappy but okay Greed. Her face flushed with concern as she gripped his hand and quickly sat up, "Hey..." she said softly, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, "How do you feel?" she had been going out of her mind with worry and there hadn't been a single person she could call.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 2:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed tried to sit up but it was like there was a weight on his chest. His hands flinched against her tiny fingers, as he tried to snuff to the fact that he felt as if he'd been restrained. It wouldn't have been the first time.
He turned his head to the side seeing that fluffy baby seal of a girlfriend asleep. He'd wait for her to open her eyes. He couldn't say anything as when he tried it came out in a croak. All he could do was stew intently with a slightly furrowed brow.
On Jul 9, 2014 3:56 PM, "Lucky L." <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote:
Zoe had talked with doctors and been with Greed the entire time through the ordeal. It was exhausting. He put up a fight as much as he could but in the end, Zoe didn't regret her decision of going against his wishes. Whatever the doctors did, whatever they gave him, it had calmed him down and restored the color to his face. She sat on a chair next to his bed, rubbing his hand before she finally fell asleep holding his hand, her arm folded under her head next to his hip on the bed.
On Wed, Jul 9, 2014 at 12:44 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote:
Greed woke to a plain room that smelled like soap and disinfectant. Worse was the headache that despite what drugs they pumped into his system did not take it away. When he looked around the room he instantly recoiled. He'd told Zoe no hospitals, yet here he was. It was make him foam at the mouth with bitterness.